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“Oh my God! No! No! No!”

Nick leapt to his feet, hearing the sudden echoing call of Skye’s familiar voice bouncing off the walls of their apartment. Pure terror sounded through the cords of her usually so soft and playful tones. The human dropped his controller, not even pausing the game before he pivoted out of the room in a dead sprint around the hall.

Turning into the living room, Nick caught Skye with both of her massive, melting caramel eyes locked onto the television screen where the dim lights of a television drama played over the screen. The girl’s red hair spilled wildly down over her shoulders while she hunched forward, fascinated with the scene going on. Her shoulders, covered in that deep chocolatey fur, showed bare while a loose, flowy sweater hung down off onto her arms. The sleeves were long, hanging over into her palms where they bunched up. Beneath it, he couldn’t see what she had on. Instead, all he saw showing were her long legs, all bare. The fur was damp, scented with lingering lavender from a bath she’d had on moment before.

“Why were you screaming?” Nick demanded, but he already felt the tension he’d gathered so quickly escaping instead as the girl looked up at him. Her hair, all half dried and crumpled widely fresh out from a towel. On the tip of her nose, caught and smeared, was a dollop of green from a face mask that had been rubbed into her fur, a softening and conditioning mixture that made her smell crisp with cucumber and mint when she’d washed it out.

“I-it was my show-” She blinked innocently up at him, looking so utterly confused and baffled that he’d interrupted the cop drama at all that Nick just laughed. His shoulder loosened, sinking into place low and relaxed. Then, he plopped onto the couch beside her. One arm slung around her shoulders and gently pulled her in closer. “Don’t you know the rule? Nothing scary if I’m not right here to protect you!”

He tipped his head, rubbing himself into the damp fragrant crook of her neck before he squeezed her in tighter and closer. She melted into him, all relaxed and pliable.

“Mmm... this is almost the calmest version of Skye ever...” Nick murmured, letting his hand creep down to the downy warmth of her stomach before he started kneaded and petting into the thick tufts of fur overtop of the barrier of fabric. She merely purred back in response, scooting further against his thigh. His fingers, encouraged, continued to creep down the front of her stomach until they found the loose edge of the sweater and crept beneath. Then, he could touch his fingertips into the actual warm fluff of her thighs. He started petting and stroking over the surface of her curvy thighs. He started to trace the curvature of her legs, following that natural map of her body until his hand dipped around the mounded cup of her groin.

Cupping around the head of her sex, through what he found were simple cotton panties, Nick started to gently rub at the lower lips of her sex. Her middle finger, the longest, traced along her slit in an almost idle motion to rub and play against the shape of her body. She quivered softly, responding faintly to the gentle touch, but her eyes stayed locked onto her show- tracking the plot as the case developed.

Testing her, Nick’s fingers started to sneak up to the top of these panties, pushing the fabric away from her and letting his bare flesh slid down onto the velveteen surface of her lower lips. They were smooth beneath his touch, covered in that thin fuzz of fur until he reached her clit, fleshy and hot. She shivered with this bare, skin to fur contact. His touch felt warm, especially against her sensitive, presoaked skin and fur. Everything was softened by the water before. Her entire body seemed to melt into him like butter under his touch.

Slowly, a single digit started to rub along her slit, caressing through the slick guide before nudging into her clit with a little swirling motion over the sensitive button. The teasing ever gently began to escalate until Nick’s finger curled and nudged into the opening of her sex. Inching forward, he pumped a finger down into her snatch and pressing it to the fleshy patch of her g-spot. She whined into his ear, suddenly rolling so that her hips rolled into his palm. She grinded up to him. She began to buck and yip encouragingly.

“Whatever are you doing?” Skye murmured, nibbling once at the soft skin of the human’s neck before his chin dipped and met her eyes. He grinned down at her, eyes glittering to see hers looking back at him.

“I’m distracting you from the scary show!” Nick retorted, flashing a dumb grin at the red panda before she returned his grin and shifted up. She rolled a leg over him, situating herself straddling over his lap and grinding forward into his cupping hand.

It began slowly, naturally as the two fell into each other. Nick’s free hand, the one not curled against Skye’s bare sex. traveled up her back. Sliding easily beneath the loose fabric of the her sweater, he stroked up the smooth surface of her fur. The fur was so silken, still drying from the shower so it was a mixture of hot and cold with the deeper, wet strands chilling his fingertips while the tips where she was drying already were toasty and warm from the friction of the towel and couch as she sat.

Then, his head tipped and he drank up her lips in a deep kiss. Her fingers slid up, grabbing into his hair gently to pull him into the kiss. Her legs, on either side of his lap, gave a soft squeeze of excitement rippling down through her system as the kiss deepened. Both lips parted at once, letting their tongues creep forward and intertangle together in a dance.

At the same time, Skye rocked her body forward into him harder. Her body weight on top of him pressed him into the couch and trapped him between her and the bed. Skye mewled into his kiss, pulling back before she giggled and pressed back into him. Her lips grabbed onto his, gently suckling onto his bottom lip and pulling it back, gentling biting and tugging until Nick groaned and pulled her into him with his hand pressing into her back. While her mouth toyed with him, playing with the sensitivity of her lips, her breasts mashed forward into his chest. The naked weight of them, stopped by nothing but the fabric of her sweater, Nick felt their jostled and motion against him, teasingly.

With a groan, impatiently, Nick dropped his free hand to Skye’s ass and took a handful of the soft fur. He groped her, hard and pulled her closer to his chest. Hungry, building kisses pulled her into him.

Eagerly, Skye let one hand fall to Nick’s lap. Mimicking his own teasing within her panties, she let her hand escape down into the human’s short. Expertly, her supple fingers curled around his shaft. The girth of him filled up her hand, enveloped in the heated warmth of her squeezing motion. With little build up or ceremony, she started to work him over. Quickly, her fingers started to stroke up and down his length, jerking him off while she let hot, wet kisses up his neck.

“Mmm.... I can barely... even remember why I was scared.” She crooned seductively into his ear. She ground against his hand, wantonly encouraging. “But... I don’t know. I feel a little bit exposed out here in the living room-”

“Are you suggesting...”

“The bedroom.” She interupted, already shifting backwards off his lap. Her hand grabbed for his and ushered him forward. She yanked and led him forward with quick, excited steps that rushed down the length of the hall before Nick leapt forward and circled his arms from behind. He lifted her, kissing into her neck much to giggled complaints.

They spilled into the bedroom, giggling and kissing in bursts and toppled onto the bed. Skye’s hair fell out around her in a spray, like petals over the backdrop of the bedsheet beneath her. Her body shuffled up until her head found a pillow while her fingertips yanked him up over her. “Come here...” She purred, whimpering with excitement. Her sex was drooling by now, after the time stretched on with just his gentle touch rubbing and teasing her.

“Oh? Where? Hmm?” He teased, raising and wiggling his brows at her. He mimed confused, looking to the other side of the bed, pointing before he twisted and gestured to the door. “Leave? There? Go? Here?” He smacked at the other pillow.

Skye just smirked and grabbed his shaft once again. Her warm fingers were gentle, but forceful and she guided him forward to her sex. Her slit was wet, leaking already with her excitement. Her scent hung in the air, excited and thick in a haze above their bed. The heat, radiating off of her sex, only beckoned his tip in further, closer. She pushed him against her before her hips rolled up, sliding herself up against his shaft and letting him slide deep into her, slowly, inch by inch. “Right. Here.”

Together, they gasped. That first, lingering moment of pleasure washed over them both. Their eyes locked together before the natural motion followed shortly after. Skye’s hips bucked up to him, encouragingly while he started to buck and grind into her. With gentle, slapping sound effects, the cacophonic melody of sex filled the air.

Back arching, Skye’s head spilled back into the bed. With a mewling cry, she forced her hips up to him harder. Her fingers rolled down his back, pulling him in tighter, encouraging. “Oh!” She gasped, moaning out. Nick’s voice puffed out into her ear with each exhale. He leaned into her shoulder, cupping her body up against him with every thrust. Trapped in his hug, she held steady and safe even as his hips slammed into her, hard and slow. With each one, her body would rock up, but his firm hold kept her safe and protected with each one.

Over and over they met together. Their moans lifted, Skye’s airy and high-pitched in these fluttery cries while Nick’s were harsh exhales that splashed out into the air. Together, they mixed while their motions fell into rhythm, quickly building towards a crescendo. Clinging and kissing once again, their hips bumped over and over.

They followed the tracing line of the music, each note bringing them closer to the finale until, with a final warbling cry Skye hugged her lover tight. “Ooh! Cum with me! Please! Honey!” She howled out a cry, suddenly clamping down her sex hard enough that Nick couldn’t have held back another second if he’d wanted to.

“I-I’m cumming!” He hissed, a yell of a whisper as they clung together. Then, as he’d said, the first explosion filled the girl’s insides. Hot, creamy cum began to flood into her while they shivered and rode through the orgasms together. Minutes passed before they finally found themselves calm in each other’s arms. Skye gave a little caught before she hooked Nick’s fingers into her hand. “Come on-” She rolled towards the edge of the bed, yanking at him.

“What are you doing?”

“Well, now we gotta see who the killer was-”

Nick just laughed, not at all surprised with this.“Well of course! Sex then serial killers! Obviously!”